The zings, the twinges, the stinging nipples.

What do you do with your qtips, floss, bandaids, all that shit? Flush it down the toilet?

I’m so sad the crook-necked one died. Not like it’s relevant to this conversation, but at least some of my family got to see her.

HOW MANY WIPES CAN I GO THROUGH IN FIVE MINUTES?

How dare those gays. They oughta be back in the closet where they belong instead of flaunting their, well, gayness. /s

You forgot “dependent” as well. I’m tangling with one of the RoK assholes on another site right now and it’s disturbing how many guys agree with him (given, it’s a gun site and there’s about 20,000 men and maybe a grand total of 20 women, of which maybe 5 post at any given time but still).

Shades of The War of the Roses.

I saw that too, then double-checked the kitchen block and they’re HenCkels, so all is right with the world. Missed dividing by zero by a fraction of a hair, there.

Sounds like any male-dominated internet board I’ve ever been a part of.

Yep. You drive up, give them your credit card, they load the shit in your car, and you drive away. You might have to make a few uncomfortable pleasantries with the store employee, but it beats walking down the aisles, earbuds rammed firmly in your earholes, hoping like hell someone isn’t going to tap your shoulder and…

DO EEEEEET

Holy fucking christ that’s bad

MY PEOPLE

I think most of them they either had their eyes closed or the eyes would be later “painted on” the photograph itself by the photographer. Morbid all the same.

I think we’ve sailed past “chutpah” and moved into “ballsy-as-fuck murdering fucking bitch” territory.

Fuck yeah, I have a velvet-upholstered chaise in scarlet red with my photo laminated into the back. I laughed so fucking hard I choked on my tea.

And I’ve seen Hostel. They wipe out hotties and uggos alike.

****SPOILER*****

Fanny crack?